There was a white light in her mind, she couldn't think about anything, and she got used to it a little bit, but the pain seemed to know her change, and it rushed more and more violently at the moment.
"Ah!" I couldn't help crying out in pain.
All the pain seems to have found an outlet, Xia Qiu kept panting, relying entirely on the residual consciousness to support her, if she lost consciousness, she was afraid that her instinct would show her true form as a demon flower...
"Old man, is it okay to take such a strong medicine for the first time?" Outside the wooden house, hearing the screams inside, Hong Jun hesitated.
Shaking his head, Ling Ruofeng grabbed his beard tightly, and his expression was solemn.
"If she can't bear it, she will run out by herself. Have you forgotten the prediction? If you can't bear this bit of suffering, how can she be the one in the prediction?"
"Oh, this child is also pitiful..." Hong Jun sighed.
"It's all for Lingyu Continent." Ling Ruofeng also sighed.
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The tolerance for pain has reached its limit. Every time Xia Qiu thought that she would pass out, but she managed to endure it, but the subsequent pain once again washed away the limit of her tolerance for pain.
The pain washed over her body heavily like ocean waves. Xia Qiu's palms were already bleeding from clenching tightly, but the powerful medicine effect infinitely restored her body.
I thought this kind of torture would be endless, but suddenly, a cool feeling surged out of my mind, washing all the limbs and bones of my body like a divine enlightenment.
The spiritual thoughts condensed slightly, and Xia Qiu saw that the white natal pearl between his brows exuded a slight light, and the aura overflowing from the natal pearl was... that eye spirit spring!
Unexpectedly, the Lingquan has such a magical effect, Xia Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, the Lingquan and the medicinal soup seemed to have a harmonious effect, the medicinal soup solidified her soul and body, and the Lingquan relieved the severe pain.
The cries of pain in the wooden house gradually died down, but the expressions of Ling Ruofeng and Hong Jun outside the wooden house suddenly changed.
"Old man, let me go and see her, don't let anything happen!" Hong Jun said hastily.
Ling Ruofeng nodded immediately.
Pushing open the door and rushing in, the wooden house was filled with hot air, and in the wooden barrel behind the screen, the fair girl's body was hidden in the green medicinal soup, her eyes were closed, her expression was peaceful, as if she was asleep.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Hong Jun felt a little strange, listening to the steady breathing in the wooden barrel, she went out with confidence.
"How is it? Are you okay?" Ling Ruofeng asked immediately.
Shaking her head, Hong Jun was surprised, "It's nothing, it seems that she is completely used to the pain!"
"Is her body a monster?" Ling Ruofeng was startled. The medicine soup was a spiritual cultivation liquid, and it was his enhanced version. Even a monk in the Nascent Soul stage didn't need to cultivate to resist. His body was tormented by this spiritual cultivation liquid, and he would be tortured by this powerful medicine for three days and three nights.
But how much effort is this? !
Shaking her head, Hong Jun said, "The color of the medicinal soup is getting lighter, old man, do you want to add it now..."
Ling Ruofeng grabbed his beard and was about to pluck it off. He walked two steps back and forth at the door, and suddenly gritted his teeth, "Add! Since she can absorb it, then add. It seems that people with destiny have a different-phase body protection!"
Silently mourning for Xia Qiu for a minute, after a while, Hong Jun walked into the screen with a bucket of green and fiery Gudu medicinal liquid, and poured it in again cruelly.
"Ah... ah!"
The effect of the medicine intensified in an instant, and the Lingquan water didn't catch up. The blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling and burning, and Xia Qiu's whole body was as hot as a shrimp.